Miguel de Cervantes Quotes
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Every one in his own house and God in all of them.
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No man is more than another unless he does more than another.
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Under a bad cloak there is often a good drinker.
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As ill-luck would have it.
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I know well enough that there have been dogs so loving that they have thrown themselves into the same grave with the dead bodies of their masters.
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Can we ever have too much of a good thing?
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When we leave this world, and are laid in the earth, the prince walks as narrow a path as the day-laborer.
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Little said is soon amended.
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The beauty of some women has days and seasons, depending upon accidents which diminish or increase it; nay, the very passions of the mind naturally improve or impair it, and very often utterly destroy it.
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Fair and softly goes far.
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I follow a more easy, and, in my opinion, a wiser course, namely--to inveigh against the levity of the female sex, their fickleness, their double-dealing, their rotten promises, their broken faith, and, finally, their want of judgment in bestowing their affections.
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Honesty's the best policy.
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When the severity of the law is to be softened, let pity, not bribes, be the motive.
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It is good to live and learn.
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The poet may say or sing, not as things were, but as they ought to have been; but the historian must pen them, not as they ought to have been, but as they really were.
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One of the effects of fear is to disturb the senses and cause things to appear other than what they are.
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A shy face is better than a forward heart.
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It is past all controversy that what costs dearest is, and ought to be, most valued.
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By such innovations are languages enriched, when the words are adopted by the multitude, and naturalized by custom.
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Oh Senor" said the niece. "Your grace should send them to be burned books, just like all the rest, because it's very likely that my dear uncle, having been cured of the chivalric disease, will read these and want to become a shepherd and wander through the woods and meadows singing and playing and, what would be even worse, become a poet, and that, they say, is an incurable and contagious disease.
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It is one thing to praise discipline, and another to submit to it.
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The brave man carves out his fortune, and every man is the sum of his own works.
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Time ripens all things; no man is born wise.
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Poesy is a beauteous damsel, chaste, honourable, discreet, witty, retired, and who keeps herself within the limits of propriety. She is a friend of solitude; fountains entertain her, meadows console her, woods free her from ennui, flowers delight her; in short, she gives pleasure and instruction to all with whom she communicates.